It's easy to take the garden for granted this time of year when everything is happening in slow motion. The days are getting imperceptibly longer but spring is still 84 days off.
As long as we have flowers, I can't complain about winter.
It's the time of year for close ups for sure.
All the bulbs have leaves poking up. These belong to watsonia.
The emergent fennel reminds me that I haven't even thought about ordering any vegetable seeds yet. I'm reading the catalogs tho'. I see an order for summer squash seeds in my near future.
I got some kale at Annie's last fall. Haven't eaten any yet.
I picked a handful of raspberries the other day. That was nice, but now I have to cut down the two-year-old canes to make way for new growth.
I'm still working on simplifying my space. The hoarding tendencies are hard to overcome, but today I threw out a lot of container stuff that wasn't doing very well. I created a hole when I moved a pot here. "Great," I thought, "I can put a foxglove seedling there." I stuck the trowel in and hit a bulb. No room for foxglove here.